House is a drunkard nearby, from the same village as Zhao Lun.

In my memory, House was drunk all day, and he almost never stopped drinking all year round, and his eyes were confused all day, and he didn't wake up all day.

His home was never seen by him. His home was clean and only a wooden bed was left. He once became the negative textbook for the entire village and was often criticized by others. He still did his own thing and had no intention of correcting it.

House also has some praises, such as his wine. His wine is a model for the country of wine. He never makes trouble if he drinks too much. If he drinks too much, the biggest trouble for people is that he lie directly on the side of the road and hinders pedestrians. This kind of trouble is almost negligible.

House never harasses the villagers around him because of drinking, nor does it do anything criminal because of alcoholic money like other alcoholics.

Some people praise him, some people call him a fool, and more people call him an alcoholic.

In general, everyone goes their own way, no one is offended, and both parties get along well.

In my memory, House disappeared, as if it was a while after his mother disappeared. At that time, he was anxious to look for his mother, and was sad about his mother's disappearance. He didn't care about House's disappearance. Until this time, when he saw his ghost, he remembered him from the corner of his memory, and realized that he was dead!

Just as he was thinking, the ghost slowly faded away, and the night seemed to have returned to tranquility. The howling wind told him that the night was not calm.

The next day, Zhao Lun was woken up by the cold wind. Maria was still sleeping, but the cold wind blew in. Maria was hiking straight into his arms, and now it was shrinking into a ball.

Zhao Lun got up and came over to check the fire. The fire was about to burn out, and there was only a little spark of fire, and it was about to go out.

The small pot on it is so hot that it smells so good. Open it and see that the fish bones are already boiled.

Add a little firewood to the fire, raise the fire, then wake up Maria, wash up, and then take the breakfast, and then head to the beach.

The cold is coming, and he doesn't have enough time and must store some food.

The tide is receding, and the seaside can always leave a little surprise for the two of them. They took this opportunity to obtain some small shrimps and two fishes that were nearly twenty centimeters in the trap set yesterday. Whether they know each other or not, they will collect them first. Then he went to a place with rocks and used the net to block the way back some fish and shrimps. When the tide fell, he gained a lot.

The homemade iron net was put aside again, and then he began to search for some small things in the cracks of the rocks. With yesterday's experience, Zhao Lun made it easier. He abandoned some useless things, and he was free of time in the middle, and he did not live in it. He used this time to prepare to drop the fish.

The fish hook was made with a nail when the fire was burned last night, and the fishing line was also picked up by him from the garbage dump. The fishing rod was a jujube wood that was one meter long. The jujube wood was polished smoothly and looked very beautiful. He brought it out of his home. He liked it very much and kept holding it for self-defense. Now it is just right to use it as a fishing rod.

Maria stayed with him honestly, responsible for picking up some shrimps and other things, and there was no big move. Yesterday, Maria was exhausted, and today the sequelae came out. She felt sore and uncomfortable all over, so she had to take a rest.

Zhao Lun's body has adapted to this rhythm and will not feel too tired.

The wind has become much smaller today, and now they are leaping out with their backs, quietly waiting for the fish to take the bait.

Soon the straw fish floated and it moved. It was pulled into the water and then floated up again. Zhao Lun successfully caught a small fish the size of a palm.

"Fish! I've caught fish!"

"Put it here, put it here!"

Maria was even happier than Zhao Lun. When she saw the fish, her big violet crystal eyes smiled like a crescent moon.

"Shh! Sigh, don't scare the fish away."

Zhao Lun held his index finger up at his mouth and whispered in a low voice.

"...Oh, Maria knows, Maria will whisper."

The little girl covered her mouth embarrassedly, blinking her big eyes, and her look like I was very quiet, making Zhao Lun couldn't help laughing.

It may be luck, or their voices alarmed the surrounding fish, or the fish were too cunning and the quality of the hook was not up to standard. Then, he clearly saw the fish floating, but he never caught anything.

Whenever the fish floats, Maria holds her breath and clenchs her fists, which is even more nervous than Zhao Lun who is fishing. When she sees nothing on the hook, she can't help but feel disappointed, which makes Zhao Lun feel embarrassed. He said before coming that he is a fishing expert.

Before crossing, he used his homemade fish hook to successfully catch more than a dozen carp in the pond.

Although he is fishing by the beach now, he thinks there is little difference between the two.

It was almost noon, and finally some fish were caught. When they finished closing the net, they caught five fish in total. The smallest one was the size of a palm, the largest one was about one foot long, and the medium one was about half a foot.

I also harvested a few big crabs from the cage, plus the clams and shrimps I picked up before, so I won’t have to go hungry this day.

I went back at noon, had lunch and came again, and continued my morning work.

The weather is gloomy and it is going to rain. They have no food. It is justified that they try to prepare some fish as food. As for the ghosts you see at midnight, let it go first. The sky is big and the earth is the biggest, and the meal is the biggest. Even if you don’t think about yourself, you have to think about Maria. Zhao Lun, who has already entered the state, began to think about Maria.

Maria followed again this time and also brought a fishing rod in her hand. This was made at noon and made by her brother Zhao Lun.

The little girl watched Zhao Lun fishing in the morning and was so envious. As soon as she got home, she pestered Zhao Lun and told him to make it. Zhao Lun made one for her while cooking lunch.

After half of the afternoon, the wind was getting stronger and the waves were rolling. Zhao Lun looked at the weather and it was going to rain again. There was not enough firewood, so he had to collect some branches. The two of them had not gained much, so they just finished their work and left.

Not far from their residence, there was a forest, which was deserted. Almost few people came here except for them. It was cold, and the moisture in the leaves in the forest was decreasing sharply, and a layer of new leaves fell below.

Zhao Lun used a bald broom to collect some fallen leaves as fire-driven objects, and then picked up some dead branches. By the time he returned to the thatched hut, it was almost dark.

"Brother, Maria is hungry."

"Maria wants to eat grilled fish-"

Maria was tired and hungry, holding her belly that kept chirping, and pitifully urging Zhao Lun to make dinner.

"Don't hurry, just do it." Zhao Lun said.

After a few times, Zhao Lunlian's cooking skills improved rapidly and the supper was ready quickly. Then the two of them ate voraciously and started eating. After dinner, it was so dark outside that it was invisible.

There was no light in the hut except the fire. Maria was already asleep. Zhao Lun cleaned up and lay down. But this time, he didn't sleep. He just squinted his eyes, raised his ears, and kept paying attention to the outside. Especially when it was windy, it was easy for him to think of what he saw yesterday. He wanted to see if the ghost that appeared yesterday was an accidental event, and at the same time he also thought about other things.

For example, is this world the same as the original world? Is it a supernatural event?

Are the historical events in this world the same world?

Is my father’s boxing very powerful? Does he need to practice boxing?

Should I find some newspapers, books and other things to learn about?

Books and newspapers were picked up by Zhao Lun from the garbage dump before, but now they are placed in the cracks of the walls of the thatched house. Most books are mainly magazines, with many illustrations on them, which are easy to interpret, and newspapers are intended to be used to paste the walls.

Huh! The flames sway, and the light is bright and dying.

The wind is blowing.

Zhao Lun looked outward, and in the dark, a blue figure appeared at some point.

It's House! He's here again! Zhao Lun's hair is standing up. He carefully observed and determined whether the ghost is harmful. Before he was afraid of exposing himself, he dared not do anything.

House was still like yesterday, staring blankly by the fire, muttering quietly at the same time, scratching his head and rubbing his face, looking very regretful.

Zhao Lun looked at it for a long time but didn't get any useful information. Now that he is facing this ghost again, he is no longer afraid.

There should be no danger, I seem to be afraid of fire, um, I look a little stupid? Is the memory confused?

Tick! Tick!

The rain that I had been holding on for a day finally came down, and it became tighter and tighter. The raindrops became lines, and the lines were connected together, forming a rain curtain, and nothing could be seen outside.

Zhao Lun was very tired and fell asleep at some point.
Chapter completed!